Fitness can rebuild what's broken. It can make you feel powerful, help you love yourself, and affirm your worth. It can teach you self-care and how to offer yourself a gift when you most need it.

We are a one-bar family. We mostly hike, kayak, canoe, and go off-road in our Jeep. The picture above shows me celebrating with Greg after canoeing 9 miles down the Etowah River. And we're still married!

It’s August, so of course, the Northern states are on my mind. I moved with my family from the Deep South to Michigan six years ago and was surprised to discover that different regions of the US can be pretty unique.

My brother and I were raised as Unitarian Universalists, which taught us to approach religion differently from, for example, my Christian friends. During our Unitarian Sunday School classes, we had a session called Build Your Own Theology.

This photo still makes me laugh, no matter how many times I see it. That’s my nephew Jake, all 6 feet 4 inches of him. Clearly, someone ate all his vegetables growing up.

She was beautiful, but not like those girls in magazines. She was beautiful for the way she thought.

My brother, Brett, was killed by a drunk driver when he was 37. Thirty-seven. Greg and I spent the day at the cemetery, cleaning his headstone and adding flowers to the arrangement. Don’t drink and drive.

A Stranger’s Request, A Personal Decision

Greg and I kept returning to the same thought: This was a human being, asking for time, for meaning, for presence. It wasn’t just about ink; it was about living by what we believe.

🌈 June is Pride Month, but support for the LGBTQ+ community should extend all year long. Whether you’re a parent, friend, educator, or ally—your love, education, and presence matter.

It’s Caturday, so meet Muffin. Yes, that is her happy face. Muffin is a cat of many moods, but mostly just one expression: gloriously unimpressed.

I poured my heart into raising my children, never realizing I’d quietly built a vision for their future—one that isn’t mine to shape. Letting go of our grown-up kids doesn’t happen all at once. It happens in moments, in questions, in unexpected quiet.

We let go, not because we want to, but because we believe in the beauty of their becoming.

(See Ken’s fireworks in the video)

Every July 4th, something spectacular happens in Boon, Michigan, where Ken and Kate Rogers host their Fireworks and Feast at the Rogers Family Funny Farm.